But Mrs. brattle and Fanny, who could read every line in his face, knew that he was well-pleased.
Member of the company of cadets, and a deacon of brattle Street church.
Mr. brattle, the English superintendant, received us most kindly, and took us through and showed us the mine.
Mr. Fenwick reached brattle's mill about two o'clock in the day.
It was between twelve and one o'clock, and old brattle was wandering about for a minute or two waiting for his dinner.
When Mr. Fenwick entered the kitchen, Mrs. brattle was sitting there alone.
We must think no more about her, Mrs. brattle—at any rate for the present.
Mrs. brattle, I'm sorry that I have something to say that will vex you.
Cheers for the eleven, for Harvard, for brattle, were filling the air.
There they found Sam and his father, with Mrs. brattle and Fanny.